Nsa Poem by Glen Martin Fitch

Nsa



Once bride and groom were bound.
Each marriage planned at birth.
Of course divorce was not a choice.
Romantic love
has finally found a voice.
Now gender, past or race
walk hand in hand.
Today it seems the vogue
to find a friend with benefits,
get pleasure without grief,
Keep busy at our tasks,
and snatch relief
and hope we won't feel lonely
at the end.
But aren't we also yearning
to connect?
To find a special one?
Feel special too?
Share private jokes
and rituals to do that strengthen love
and foster trust, respect?
We all crave freedom,
peace, some time apart
and yet we need those strings
to bind our heart.

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